You find yourself inside a normal life
Cigarettes just trying to get by
What's all this talk of dying young?
Gas Station parking lots and plastic guns
you tell me, ?youth?s fucked up, the kids are too,
people only grow up when they?ve got nothing better to do.?
nobody can keep up, & you won?t slow down,
the circle gets square ?cause the world just ain?t coming around.
but i?ve got a twenty dollar bill that says
you couldn?t scare me if you wanted to.
we could die in this moment & live for the thrill,
we?ll be the outsiders,
we?ll bring it back to life.
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